GILBERT O SULLIVAN No More song lyrics

Tried to see you yesterday

I had so many things I wanted to say

Yet when knocked your mother answered the door

Said I can see you no more

Why? I asked her politely

You're not her type, she said, you're too carefree

So take your bunch of wild petunias and go

We don't want ya here no more

Now, why does it always have to be me?

Who gets picked upon just like three

Daisies in a jam jar looking bored

Or three Spanish bullfighters that have just been gored

Why don't you try helping me

By telling your mother how charming I can be

And maybe the next time that I knock on your door

She won't send me away, no more

Now, why does it always have to be me?

Who gets picked upon just like three

Daisies in a jam jar looking bored

Or three Spanish bullfighters that have just been gored

Why don't you try helping me

By telling your mother how charming I can be

And maybe the next time that I knock on your door

She won't send me away, no more